The genius pyrographer of the reborn daughter

Chapter 21 The Belated Warmth

Ning Yu stood with his hands behind his back for a while, then couldn't help but turn to Ning Wanzhu's back to watch her scribbling on the wood chips.And the warm scenes drawn by Ning Wanzhu made Ning Yu's eyes softer.

"Good boy, when you're done painting, give this painting to daddy and put it away! Daddy wants to keep Luzi's painting away," Ning Yu said.

Ning Wanzhu raised her head and glanced at Ning Yu again, with dissatisfaction in her eyes.But of course Ning Yu didn't know that he actually called his daughter by the wrong name.Seeing Ning Wanzhu showing a slightly unhappy look, Ning Yu coaxed his daughter and said, "Why are you drawing on this piece of wood? Could it be that there is no good rice paper in this village? By the way, Dad just came from Beijing I brought dozens of knives of Chengxintang paper with me, just for you to use for drawing."

Ning Wanzhu's little head shook like a rattle.

"Father, these are just drafts. Later, I will use a branding pen to carefully paint all these pictures into pyrographs!"

Ning Yu was taken aback when he heard this, he would never believe that his daughter had learned the nearly lost pyrography skill of Nanyang Mansion, but facing her innocent little face, if he didn't believe it, he would How can I say it.However, Ning Wanzhu knew that he didn't believe him when he saw the look in his eyes, father and daughter connected.Ning Wanzhu just smiled and said: "Father, this is very difficult. I just started to learn, and I don't know when I will be able to make such a big pyrography!"

She rolled her eyes, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I can only bake the simplest ones, and there happened to be one thing in Zhuangzi. I originally made it as a gift for my father's birthday. Give it to father!" Ning Yu's birthday is in February, and he felt quite sorry when he heard his daughter say this, so he quickly hugged Ning Wanzhu and said with a smile: "There is no rush at this time, dad will take you back Go to Zhuangzi."

Ning Yu took a few steps, and said to the daughter in his arms as he walked: "Boy, you are really good at painting. Dad never thought you have such a talent for painting. Dad still misses you so much. The painting..."

Ning Wanzhu was leaning in his father's arms, hearing this praise, he felt happy, but he heard Ning Yu say: "...Daddy will take you back to Nanyang, find you the best painter, and teach you how to paint. ,OK?"

In fact, at this time, Ning Wanzhu had no interest in learning painting from a master painter at all. During this period of time, she was completely obsessed with pyrography, holding the branding pen that Old Man Du gave her every day.And she knew very well that not long after Ning Yu returned to Nanyang this time, he returned to Beijing and detained the capital. It was not until three or four years later that his grandfather died of a serious illness, and his father returned to Nanyang to wear the mourning system...

The safest place now is the Du's Village, as long as Aunt Shao is guarded.If she returns to Nanyang Mansion, she doesn't know who to guard against.

Thinking of this, Ning Wanzhu had no excuse.Seeing her daughter's indifferent attitude, Ning Yu thought that this concubine's daughter had been living in the Zhuangzi all the time, and she was afraid that she would be quite resentful towards herself, so she decided to ask Aunt Shao, what is the second Miss Ning who has lived in the Zhuangzi for so long? situation.Thinking of this, Ning Yu couldn't help speeding up his pace, but unexpectedly, Ning Wanzhu gently leaned her little head in his arms, wrapping her little arms around his neck.

Ning Yu's heart was about to melt, and when he stretched out his hand, it was cold to touch Ning Wanzhu's little hand.Ning Yu hurriedly stopped, took off the big fur coat on his body, wrapped Ning Wanzhu's small body, and carried him back to Ning's manor.

"Second master is here!" Before reaching Zhuangzi's gate, Zhuang Ding had already delivered a letter inside.Aunt Shao, who had been waiting early, greeted her.

Aunt Shao who came out to meet her had sharp eyes and saw Ning Wanzhu in Ning Yu's arms at a glance. The wind was blowing under her feet, but at this moment she almost staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Ning Wanzhu also lay in Ning Yu's arms, enjoying the warmth of her father while coldly looking at Aunt Shao who came out.I saw that the aunt had applied a little makeup and powder, and she was wearing a plain brocade Guanyin pocket, but inside was still the half-worn lilac-colored makeup beanie.

Ning Wanzhu turned her head, leaned on her father Ning Yu's neck, and said something to Ning Yu quietly, Ning Yu said cheerfully: "Okay, it's up to you, go to the study if you go to the study."

He turned his head and said hello to Aunt Shao, "It's nothing, you can take care of yourself." He said and carried Ning Wanzhu to the other side of the study.

Ning Wanzhu leaned on Ning Yu's shoulder, secretly looked back at the uncertain face of Aunt Shao, and felt happy in her heart, thinking: I'm afraid there will be someone who will let you drink a pot later.

In the study, it was Ning Yu's turn to stare blankly at the big and small branding pens that Ning Wanzhu usually used.But Ning Wanzhu took out a Xiangfei bamboo pen holder from a red sandalwood box, and handed it to Ning Yu.

Ning Yu looked at the pen holder carefully, the whole body was blue and yellow, the surface was smooth and hard, like sapphire, needless to say, there was only a row of small characters branded on the body of the pen holder, which read "Light Cloud Communication" The moon is sparse."

That line of small characters, square and round, although a little less flexible, is very dignified, as if written stroke by stroke by a child who has just started learning to read.

"Son, did you bake this with your own hands?" Ning Yu couldn't believe his eyes, but he had just seen the tools Ning Wanzhu used for pyrography, and Ning Yu also had some knowledge, knowing that these were used The utensils used for pyrographing on wooden utensils, but he was still vaguely puzzled, the little concubine in front of him, at such a young age, this pyrographing skill is also a book, a painting, and a fire... Little children, can you?

Ning Wanzhu pursed her lips, dragged a thick stack of writing paper from under the desk, and handed it to her father.Ning Yu flipped through the pages one by one, and saw those seven characters were written back and forth on the paper, and sometimes a small cloud was attached at the end.From the crooked and clumsy handwriting at the beginning, the handwriting gradually matured, and the fonts became smaller and smaller. The last few sheets were all the size of hairpin small letters, very much like the seven small characters branded on the pen holder.

"This..." Ning Yu kept flipping through the pages, and the more he looked, the more he felt more moved. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he turned to look at Ning Wanzhu in disbelief. The deceased aunt?"

This verse is embedded with the name of Ning Yu's old wife Shao's name——Shao ​​Yunshu.

Ning Wanzhu drooped her little head with a look of desolation on her face.

Ning Yu went over to pick up Ning Wanzhu, and carefully looked at the daughter he had neglected. Ning Wanzhu also opened a pair of big eyes that looked like spots of paint, staring fixedly at his father.

"You child looks more like your aunt than your elder sister!" Ning Yu suddenly sighed.

This effect is what I want, Ning Wanzhu lowered her eyes appropriately at this time, hiding her eyes.She tilted her head slightly, nodded slightly, and said: "I... miss my mother, and I also miss my father." The mother she was talking about was naturally not the stepmother Yan Shi who lived in Nanyang City.

There was an emotion in Ning Yu's heart that spread little by little. He couldn't help but open his arms, took Xiao Ning Wanzhu into his arms, and said in a low voice, "I miss your mother too..."

When Ning Yu came out of Ning Wanzhu's study, she saw Aunt Shao waiting outside the yard.He said to Aunt Shao: "Gantang, you've been living in Zhuangzi for a while, you can move back to the city with Second Miss sometime!" Ning Yu still had that nostalgic feeling in his chest As he watched, he looked at the simple house on the village and the half-old furnishings inside, and felt more and more sorry for the little daughter.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Shao bowed respectfully and said to Ning Yu: "Second Master, I just want to tell you about this Second Miss!"

Ning Yu didn't take it seriously, and said, "Go into the room and say, it's too cold outside."

After a while, many servants in the Ning family's manor heard the second master of the Ning family throwing a tantrum in the room.Ning Yu said loudly: "You said that you teach the child in Zhuangzi, you don't know what the child looks like, she is so smart, what should she learn, what should be taught her, how to teach her, how can you know a little bit?" ? Good girl, I'll leave it to you, a village woman who doesn't know a lot of characters, and sooner or later you'll spoil her."

Speaking of Ning Yu slamming the door out, the sound of Aunt Shao's crying immediately sounded in the room.

The people in Zhuangzi felt very happy.Zhuangtou Ning Yongqiang and Mrs. Du both felt that Aunt Shao came to live here and interfered with the affairs of the village, and they were extremely disgusted.And most of the other people in Zhuangzi were quite dissatisfied with Aunt Shao because they loved Ning Wanzhu.

After Ning Yu came out, his long follower Gong Heng followed up and asked where Ning Yu planned to sleep tonight.Gong Heng pouted his lips towards the back room, and said in a low voice, "I placed your bedding and everything in the aunt's courtyard earlier."

Ning Yu was still angry at this time, after hearing this, he said: "Don't bother, anyway, it's just this night, I'll go back tomorrow, move out the bedding, just find a guest room."

Gong Heng responded quickly on the surface, but was very embarrassed in his heart.He made such an arrangement at the request of Aunt Shao, but Ning Yu had to speak before him, and he had to listen.When he was in a difficult situation, Ning Yongqiang came to look for him, saying that it was Mother Ye who asked to see the second master Ning Yu.

Ning Yu heard that it was Ning Wanzhu's tutor, so he didn't dare to neglect, and hurried to the main hall.Mother Ye was waiting for him there.

The two chatted in the room for a long time, and Mother Ye left, but Ning Yu sat in the hall for a long time.

In the early morning of the second day, before dawn, Ning Yu came over to Ning Wanzhu's yard lightly, stood outside the green gauze cabinet and looked at it for a while, then leaned over quietly, stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for Ning Wanzhu .

Probably because Ning Wanzhu felt a chill around her, she frowned in her sleep and shrank under the quilt.Ning Yu was startled, almost afraid that he would wake up her daughter. After a while, seeing that Ning Wanzhu was still asleep, she felt relieved and said softly, "Luo Zi, Dad will visit you again this morning. Uncle, and then we will go back to Nanyang City."

"Your nanny told me a lot about you yesterday... I feel relieved that you are living a good life." When Ning Yu said this, he sighed softly as if he was unwilling .

"In the future, I will entrust your affairs to your stepmother... This is also her responsibility." Ning Yu said intermittently while thinking, "After the spring, I am afraid that Dad will have to live in Beijing for a while. Day, I can't take care of you all the time, you have to take good care of yourself so that you can grow up..."

After Ning Yu finished speaking in a low voice, before disturbing the others in the courtyard, he quietly retreated out.

However, Ning Wanzhu slowly opened a pair of clear eyes.

(End of this chapter)